THE MAIN INGREDIENT OF MY THOUGHTS I consider the weird tenacity of the intransigent air, That tickles the envelope of my mind, Unfolding a whole life of misery, Involving the trickery of its kind. The rugged terrains stretched like a shell, Rings nonchalantly in my mind a good nice bell. A flower blossoms; a bird chirps, Bringing my mind the best kind of jerks. At last I get out of this heavenly dream, To enrich the taste of the real cream.
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